Reaver Mercenary Contract

[Silver]

What a day gents.
Hitting miners, killing Military and even laying out some traps.

Goddamn, today rocked.
*Lights up a smoke*

First, a couple of miners in the fields of Omega-7.

.:DHC-Zion.Bergmann ID Scan:.
.:DHC pop'd:.

.:Lassiter.Crane ID Scan:.
.:Lassiter.Crane Cargo Scan:.
.:Exploding Lassiter:.


Then, a quick voyage to Hamburg to shred a Military boyo.

.:RK-Nassau-B03T ID Scan:.
.:Nassau got smoke'd:.


*Puts out her smoke and looks at the holo-cam*
Now what happened in Omega 7 kicked ass.
So, i'm arriving at Freidstad and a WRF boyo shows up.

A couple of menaces, typical breast-hitting like the almighty Military can do,
and shazam, i see little ol'me surrounded by a Rheinie Battleship, a Gunboat and a couple more WRF dudes.

I wasted one in a jiff and the others, all of them, proceed to shoot me.
Unfortunately, my cam malfunctioned with the anti-matter hitting the first WRF and didn't recorded the kill.

So, there i was, surrounded, when your [RF] boys called in alonside some [RHA] too, as they detected the
battleship in Omega 7.

We conjured a quick trap and since i was the single one, the bait, so to speak, i lured them to the Omega 11 jump-hole.
And dodged. And dodged. Shot some anti-matter. Dodge..

*Opens up a bottle of Jack Daniels*
For ten frickin' minutes while your boys got the Zephyr's rollin'.

When they arrived...
All hell broke loose. The giant Turtle went poof, the gunboat went next and in the end, only a fighter got away.

Definatively, a heck of a blow to the Rheinies.
So i asked if i could claim on those heavy hitters.

Here's the cam's.

.:RNC-Helgoland ID Scan:.
.:Marauder.Prime ID Scan:.

.:Pop goes the turtle:.
.:And smoke'd that gunboat:.
.:Vlad's permission:.

Great day in the Omegas.

*Laughs*

Send the 26 million credits to Silver.Reaver

Very thirsty kisses,
Silver.

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